I recall that phrase completely.I was dismissed and my publisher and the model agent began a long conversation, which was not concluded when I left fo... the evening three hours later.That night I could think of nothing else than Rebecca. The photograph of her, naked, stuck in my mind. She was perfect. She was beautiful. She was me. I'm not quite sure how my mental processes worked that evening (as I have already said, I tend to overlook the obvious) but I spent most of the night imagining what. I then asked my stepson to enter inside the nighty and reach my breast to suck.My stepson slowly started to enter inside my dress. It was bit congested for him but he was moving up. He then reached my breast part. He couldn’t open my bra cos his hands was not moving so I too helped him and removed my bra somehow. My stepson then started to suck my breast and drink my milk. It was very different for me as I never experienced such thing before. My stepson then started to bite me harder which. His lungs somehow not craving the air he so wanted. The dark depths seemed to become light again and he found himself on the bottom floor, deep in water and the Undine appearing before him once again. Her beauty, which was radiant before, was now dazzling as the water's natural beauty and her own seemed to merge. She looked disappointed."I had actually wished your success. You are not a typical human, as most of your friends had either surrendered immediately or had been lost entire floors. Gene imagined what if i could be his slut what if this handsome prince charming could treat me like his cinderella the thought excited him the feel of the young man holding him close looking passionately in his eyes the curve of kyles strong chin sharp blue eyes and what seemed like always ruffled honey brown hair. Gene if you couldnt tell by now is a homosexual he came out of the closet when he was young the disappointment of being shunned by society and his family had caused his life to.